Chapter 85

Zylon’s POV

We were stuck in a boring meeting with the guys, and one of the alphas kept rambling on about the new security programs they were developing. I missed my beautiful mate.

When we finally broke from the conference room for a short break, my phone pinged with a photo. It was a picture of my mate in a skimpy yellow bikini, looking absolutely perfect.

“They’re at the beach,” I heard Hayes growl nearby.

“What is it?” Dante asked.

“My mate is at the beach!” Hayes explained.

“So?”

“Shit, Beth is there too. Look at this,” Tate growled.

“We need to go to them. Who knows what they are doing?” I said firmly.

“The meeting isn’t over. You’re not ditching us with these old alphas,” Callum gritted his teeth.

“We’re heading to the beach to see our mates. You can join us to clear your head. Goddess knows you need it, especially you, Dante,” Hayes said, and we left the restaurant.

We bought casual beach clothes at a n